As Free As Birdsong

Love hurts,
Some times it's too much,
You don't want to carry on,
It's okay,
She's shouting
But it's not,
He is not here,
Tears form
But they won't fall.
I'm all out
Of fear.
I have my pen and paper,
Right here,
It's all I need to survive
I'll live on in memories.
Such a shame,
The sweet young girl
Could never be as free
As birdsong,
That's all she wanted from life;
Freedom.
They were winning the fight,
It's a losing battle.
Heart failure,
Was it's name,
Killed them all,
With a single bullet.
It's all it took
To kill
Their souls.

-Cusworth